| Frankestein's Monster I |
| He sees you walking during the day, He longs to walk along side. Yet you scorn him. You turn him away, Why? Because he looks different. You yell at him. You hate him. While he would be content with only a smile. Still you are deaf to the poor monsters cries. He only wanted your love. He had no choice in living. How dare you scorn him When you are as ugly as he inside? |
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